THE LAST GOODBYE; TRIBUTE TO A GREAT UNCLE

You said goodbye many times before, but it was always with the unspoken promise, that we would see you again.
You were always the more laid back, especially in your recent days, but daddy tells me tales of your youth, you lived life to its fullest.
My cousins, a good reflection of the man you were;Loving, caring, and a man who was always a pillar, for his family, his friends, whenever they, we, needed  someone to keep us from falling.
You served people, but you served God with a much greater zeal, I am sure you are in a happy place.
I am still hurting from your loss, and Aunty and the boys too, I can't even begin to explain the anguish I have seen on their faces, the sorrow in their voices, how will they get through this? How?

HE BELONGS TO SOMEONE ELSE

We met in a weird place and every week I saw you at least two times. We never spoke until after about 3 months, and we sort of just hit it off well. I was comfortable talking to you and being around you, I guess I told you too much crap(crap I should have kept to myself). You promised me you would be that friend I really needed, that was during our 3rd real conversation. I told you I was falling for you when you insisted for the truth( but I guess you already knew that), that was during our 6th real conversation.
A good friend of mine thinks there's some strong magnetism between me and relationships that can never, ever work. I think I agree...